Handover

Author: September Sauce

Handover

Lin Yongming ultimately did not reveal Chen Nian's identity because it might involve confidentiality upgrade issues.

However, this does not mean that He Hongwen cannot find Chen Nian.

After all, if we really want to consider the confidentiality sequence, he is actually higher than Lin Yongming.

After the data verification was completed, Project No. 22 was successfully saved, and the technical seminar ended successfully, He Hongwen took the nearest "special plane" and rushed to NPU with several other experts who were also going to Chang'an.

The others came to Chen Guo for technical exchanges, but He Hongwen didn't have any special purpose.

He just wanted to take a look at the young man.

You don't have to think about what to say or what to ask.

He believed that he would have the answer the moment he met him.

So, under Chen Guo's arrangement, he lived in the room next to Chen Nian.

That night, against the biting cold wind, he walked to the corridor several times, secretly expecting to see the young man coming out of the room.

When the time comes, he will chat with him for a few words like an idle elder, and then let the topic develop naturally.

Maybe in the end I will reveal my identity and give him a few words of encouragement.

Maybe the other person will be arrogant and unwilling to talk to you, or maybe the other person will be flattered.

It doesn't matter.

As long as you can figure out exactly what step he wants to take, that's enough.

——

However, his expectations were dashed.

The lights in the next room were not turned off until two in the morning, and the person in charge of the lights threw himself on the bed immediately after turning off the lights, making a huge noise.

Less than 5 minutes later, He Hongwen heard faint snoring even in the howling wind.

He smiled helplessly and returned to his room to sleep.

If you stay up so late today, you have to sleep until eight or nine tomorrow, right?

As you get older, you already sleep less. If you sleep until 7 o'clock and wake up, you can always be caught, right?

However, the next morning, when I dressed energetically and walked out the door, I was surprised to be told by the security guard that the young man next door had left.

I headed towards the library, supposedly looking for information.

For a moment, He Hongwen was both angry and funny.

I really can’t catch you?

After thinking for a few minutes, he finally decided that since he couldn't "encounter" him by chance, he should put down his dignity and take the initiative to find her.

We have to meet anyway, and my time is limited, so I can't waste it anymore.

So, He Hongwen first explained the situation to Chen Guo. Then, accompanied by his security guards, he went to the library and found Chen Nian, who was bending over the desk and flipping through books.

He quietly stood behind Chen Nian, and at first glance, He Hongwen had a look of surprise on his face.

Ceramic materials science?

Why another new direction?

Although Chen Nian has previously proposed successful examples of metal material synthesis processes, the basic principles of ceramics and metals, even in the same subject category, are actually very different.

The sudden switch from metal to ceramics inevitably surprised He Hongwen.

What is he going to do?——

etc.

If you take into account Chen Nian's direction, all his current research and studies should be related to "aircraft".

Then the reason why he wants to study ceramic materials science is probably for his next step of research.

He wants to engage in TBC?!

He Hongwen suddenly remembered that the Materials Research Institute did have a research project on engine thermal barrier coatings, and their direction was either ceramic-based or resin-based.

In comparison, both TBCs have their own advantages, but if the difficulty of implementation and practicality are taken into consideration, ceramic-based TBC is definitely more suitable at this stage.

Thinking of this, his expression couldn't help but become serious.

The young man in front of me seems to be thinking about something more than pure technology.

Seeing that Chen Nian was immersed in his own world without looking up, He Hongwen no longer hesitated. He patted Chen Nian on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and asked directly:

"You want to do ceramic-based TBC?"

Chen Nian was startled by him. He suddenly turned around and closed the book vigilantly. He didn't relax slightly until his eyes glanced at the familiar security personnel beside He Hongwen.

"you are?"

"I'm He Hongwen, Chen Guo should have told you already, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Nian nodded.

In fact, he not only received a call from Chen Guo, but also received a call from Lin Yongming, specifically explaining He Hongwen's identity to him.

Obviously, the old man in front of him is the person he wants to see.

However, out of caution, he still checked He Hongwen's ID as required by regulations.

After confirming that everything was correct, he followed He Hongwen out of the library and sat down on the bench outside the door.

The sun had just risen at this time, the air was filled with mist, and the morning breeze was cold, but fortunately it was not biting.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words at first, and then He Hongwen asked directly:

"You are reading a book on ceramic materials. If I guess correctly, you should be doing TBC."

"You have previously solved the problems of airframe design, airframe structure, engine data, TC4, and combustion chamber heat-resistant alloys, and actually stopped the purchase of AL-31."

"And now, it's TBC again."

"Obviously, you want to solve all the technical difficulties one by one."

"There is no doubt that you are very ambitious."

"But to what extent, I don't know."

"I came to you today just to ask, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Do you want to build an aircraft that will make your name in history, or do you want to completely change the pattern of aviation in this country?"

He Hongwen's expression was serious and his eyes were sharp. He stared at Chen Nian, as if he wanted to see directly into his thoughts through his eyes.

But Chen Nian was unmoved.

He just smiled indifferently and asked:

"Mr. He, if I said that my ambition is greater than that, what would you think?"

He Hongwen thought for a moment and replied:

"If it were someone else, I would advise him to keep his feet on the ground; but for you, I want to hear from you how ambitious you are."

Chen Nian nodded, paused for a moment, and after organizing his words, he said:

"It's actually very simple."

"Now, I just want to simply build the most powerful fourth-generation aircraft in the world."

"Are you sure? Do you know how difficult it is to fly a fourth-generation machine?"

He Hongwen asked:

"For just one J-10, it took us twenty years from design to first flight, and in the eyes of many people, it has only barely reached the standards of a third-generation aircraft."

"Now you say you want to build a fourth-generation aircraft, do you know what this means?"

"There is only one number difference between three and four, but for fighter jets, they are almost two completely different things."

Chen Nian nodded and replied:

"I know this very well, that's why I do it."

"Because someone has to do it."

"What's more, we have made great progress."

Hearing this answer, He Hongwen fell silent.

Yes, it is difficult to build a fourth-generation aircraft, but didn't the young man in front of me push the goal forward by a big step by his own efforts?

Thinking of this, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The stick in his hand is about to be handed over to the young man.
To be continued...